Qian Xunji's Mood Was a Roller Coaster

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[Bonded person (1): Qian Renxue; current status: none]

[Bonded person (2): Huo Yuhao; current status: none]

Looking at the information on the panel, Qian Renchuan pursed his lips helplessly.

Sigh.

The second and third were both stuck in class on the training ground, and the system was giving him no status returns at all.

He was so close.

He could have reached level twenty-six!

But on second thought,

Even if his Soul Power really did reach level twenty-six,

he had no Soul Ring, so he could not truly break through.

"Qian Xunji!"

"You're the real meddler here."

"Just because you got caught in the rain, you had to tear up your children's umbrellas too?"

"You spent your whole life pushing yourself to the limit, so you can't stand seeing your children take it easy?"

"Figures. Nobody has to pass an exam to become a parent..."

Qian Renchuan could not help complaining aloud.

If Qian Xunji had not forced him into this Spirit Academy,

Qian Daoliu would probably have taken the three of them to the Star Dou Great Forest to find Soul Rings in the next day or two.

Then he would not have ended up in today's awkward position, with a bunch of little brats challenging him and trying to humiliate him.

Still...

"Ah..."

He yawned involuntarily.

Qian Renchuan really was getting sleepy.

He pulled the blanket over his head and promptly fell fast asleep.

But Qian Renchuan, already asleep, had no idea that the fallout from today's fight on the training ground was only just beginning.

Spirit Academy.

Inside the Chief's Office.

Several Academy Chiefs had gathered to hear Instructor Chen's report.

When they heard that six-year-old Qian Renxue had easily defeated a level twenty-five genius from the Elephant Armor Sect through sheer fighting skill, they could just about keep their composure.

After all, Qian Renxue was famously diligent.

Since the age of two, she had regularly gone to the Worship Hall to receive the Grand Priest's instruction.

And according to rumor, the Grand Priest doted on this granddaughter of his most.

It was only natural that he would secretly teach her a few combat techniques.

But when they heard that Qian Renchuan had sent a level twenty-one Tool Soul Master flying, hammer and all, with a single punch,

the Chiefs could no longer keep their composure.

Every one of them was stunned.

"This..."

"Instructor Chen, are you sure you saw it correctly?"

"The Eldest Young Master doesn't even have a single Soul Ring. How could he defeat a Soul Grandmaster with two?"

Instructor Chen nodded repeatedly.

He was still shaken.

"I found it hard to believe at first too, but that's what happened."

The Chiefs looked at one another.

A brief, deathly silence fell over the office.

"How is that possible?"

One of the Chiefs slammed his palm on the desk and shot to his feet.

"The Eldest Young Master is notoriously lazy. He hasn't meditated for a single day since awakening his Martial Soul."

"There's no way he's ever trained in any combat techniques!"

"Exactly."

Another Chief sucked in a sharp breath and agreed with a rueful smile.

"Instructor Chen, you don't understand. We had already prepared ourselves."

"We were ready to report that the Eldest Young Master had been beaten black and blue and left looking utterly miserable."

"And now you're telling us he sent a Soul Grandmaster with two Soul Rings flying with one punch?"

"That's unbelievable!"

Instructor Chen spread his hands, his face full of resignation.

"Chiefs, I saw it with my own eyes. There's no mistake."

"That punch was terrifyingly powerful. It was a pure burst of physical strength, with no tricks to it at all."

The Chiefs fell silent again.

After a brief moment of shock, the Chief seated at the head of the room made a swift decision.

"This changes everything."

"The Eldest Young Master has shown such frightening physical strength. Those above us must be informed at once."

"I'll report this personally!"

Inside the magnificent Pope's Palace.

Qian Xunji sat high on the Papal Throne, looking down imperiously.

Below him, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan had just received an urgent report from Spirit Academy. His face was alight with excitement as he recounted everything that had happened on the training ground.

"What did you say?"

Qian Xunji was stunned.

He sprang to his feet, eyes wide.

"Yue Guan."

"Say that again!"

"You're telling me that on that unfilial son's first day at the academy, he sent a level twenty-one Soul Grandmaster flying with one punch?"

"How is that possible? He hasn't even hunted for a Soul Ring!"

Yue Guan knelt on one knee, just as excited.

"Your Holiness, it's absolutely true!"

"The Academy Chief sent the message personally. Instructor Chen saw everything clearly!"

"The Eldest Young Master not only sent his opponent flying with one punch, but when the man used his second Soul Skill, he dodged every attack as though he were taking a leisurely stroll!"

"That kind of perception and physical strength far surpasses a Soul Grandmaster of his level!"

"Your Holiness, the Eldest Young Master..."

"He's a once-in-a-generation prodigy!"

At that confirmation,

Qian Xunji stood frozen.

Then the corners of his mouth began to rise into an enormous grin.

"Hahahaha!"

"Good!"

"Excellent!"

At last, he burst into hearty laughter. It echoed through the vast hall.

Then

he strode down the steps.

He clapped Yue Guan heavily on the shoulder, his eyes full of approval.

"Yue Guan, that idea of yours worked wonders!"

"You and Ghost Douluo truly are my two master strategists!"

"I knew it! How could a son of mine, Qian Xunji, really be a good-for-nothing content to eat and sleep his life away?"

"Putting that unfilial son among those proud geniuses was the right choice after all."

"A challenge from someone his own age finally stirred his competitive spirit!"

"The noble blood of my Angel Family runs through his veins!"

At that moment,

Qian Xunji was in high spirits.

All his earlier anger and disappointment with Qian Renchuan vanished in an instant.

Then something occurred to him, and he hurriedly asked again, his voice full of eager anticipation.

"Yue Guan, tell me this: now that the boy's competitive spirit has been awakened,"

"is he out on the training ground working up a sweat?"

"Has he finally started training with everything he's got?"

Faced with Qian Xunji's string of hopeful questions,

the excitement on Yue Guan's face instantly froze.

A fine sheen of cold sweat

broke out across his forehead.

He swallowed hard and forced himself to answer, stammering,

"Well..."

"Your Holiness..."

"The Eldest Young Master..."

Qian Xunji frowned deeply. Seeing Yue Guan hesitate like this, he felt a sudden sense of foreboding.

"Why are you hemming and hawing?"

"Just say it!"

Yue Guan trembled, lowered his head, and blurted out,

"The Eldest Young Master..."

"After throwing that punch..."

"he yawned and said he was going back to catch up on sleep."

"Then..."

"Then he turned around and went straight back to the dormitory to sleep. Even Instructor Chen couldn't stop him..."

Inside the hall,

the air seemed to freeze again.

The smile on Qian Xunji's face stiffened completely. The corners of his mouth twitched violently.

His chest began to heave.

"Sleep?"

"What the hell?"

"He went back to sleep again?"

Qian Xunji gritted his teeth in fury. His joy was doused as though a bucket of ice water had been poured over him.

"That little bastard!"

"He really is beyond help!"